Broken World

Chapter 28

       "Brandon, Brandon, Brandon," I tsk looking at him with shame. "Didn't you learn on the bus not to force yourself upon others?" I ask. I avoid looking at the naked bodies of Addison and Brandon as I scold him.

       "What the? How'd you find out? I stuffed the little tattle tale in a closet," Brandon asks without moving from where he is on the floor, on top of Addison who has panic in her eyes.

       "Yeah, I know. By the way the 'little tattle tale's' name is Dylan. Now, answer my question," I say staring at him. If I had the ability to shoot lasers out of my eyes there'd be holes all over him.

       "I did learn, but I can't help that it's who I am," he says still unmoving. His thing is inside poor Addison, and he's moving ever so slowly. He's probably hoping I don't notice, but the thing is I notice a lot of things.

       "You can help it. Now get your thing out of Addison, put your clothes on, and stand by the counter," I say still staring at his face.

       "Fine," he says. He moves ever so slowly, and I notice his muscles flexing. I recognize how they're flexing because I've seen it happen to every person who's went into battle. I tense up myself, but I don't let it show. All of a sudden he lunges for me with a scalpel in his hand. I grab the wrist with the scalpel in it, squeeze his wrist until it makes his hand open, spin him around, and shove his hand up between his shoulder blades.

       "Ow! Ow! Ow! You win! You win!" he yelps like a wounded dog.

       "Okay, strike two. You screw up one more time, and you better hope I don't kick you out," I say. I grab his clothes, shove them into his hands, and point to the counter. He gets the message and goes over to put his clothes on and wait.

       "Th-thank you," Addison stutters as she sits up shakily.

       "No problem. How long were you stuck like that?" I ask.

       "I have no idea, but it was too long. Are you going to let him go free for that? Also, what'd you mean by on the bus?" she asks.

       "Well, first no. He'll be lucky if he walks free anytime soon. Second, he tried to rape me on the bus, but Max beat the crap out of him. Brandon and I were becoming friends, but now this happens. I have one less friend now," I say handing her the clothes that belong to her.

       "Okay. Thanks again," she says before slipping into her clothes and walking out of the room.

       "Come with me," I say grabbing Brandon's arm. I haul him to Jim's office, and when I walk in half dragging, half carrying Brandon Jim looks at me.

       "What happened?" Jim asks looking a bit concerned.

       "This idiot decided to get down with Addison against her will. If you get what I'm saying," I say looking at Jim.

       "Oh my goodness. Really, bro? Really? Sometimes I'm ashamed to be a male because they can be so stupid and disgusting, and this is one of those times," Jim says looking at Brandon in disgust.

       "Hahaha. Anyway, what should I do with him? I honestly need a prison," I say shaking my head.

       "Tie him up and put him in that corner. I can watch the moron as I work," Jim says pointing to a corner.

       "Okay, give me some rope, and I'll do it. You know what better idea. Jim don't let him out of here. I need to go get something," I say giving Brandon over to Jim. I run out of the room and down to the closet where I left Dylan. He still isn't free.

       "I'm going to get you out, and then you get to come with me and tie Brandon up, okay?" I ask.

       "Works for me," he says. I untie the ropes from around him, and then I extend my hand to help him up. When he takes my hand I give a hard yank, and he's on his feet quickly.

       "Let's go. Follow me," I say turning and walking towards Jim's office. When we arrive Brandon sees Dylan and offers a warm friendly smile.

       "No hard feelings, right, bro?" Brandon asks looking a bit hopeful.

       "No hard feelings my butt," Dylan says, and he winds his foot back and nails Brandon in the crotch. As Brandon tries to drop Jim holds him up.

       "No, no, no. You aren't allowed on the floor yet, buddy boy," Jim says. Dylan ties the rope around Brandon until Brandon can't move. I then move in and kick Brandon really hard in the crotch, twice.

       "Once for me, and once for Addison. If I knew how many girls you went after I would kick you that many times, and then let each of them kick you that many times," I growl. As Brandon stands there agony all over his face, Jim and Dylan grimace at the thought of being kicked that many times.

       "I bet you won't ever go near a girl with those intentions again will you?" Jim asks.

       "Nope. If I do though, I'm running for the sake of my lower region," Brandon says. All of us laugh except for Brandon. Jim lets him go, and he drops to the floor. It takes both Dylan and I to move him to the corner. After words I pat Jim on the back and walk out. I hear Dylan follow me, but he doesn't follow me completely. I head to the infirmary, and when I see the medic that's taken over for poor Addison I walk over to him.

       "Can you get Kellin to eat some more crackers, please?" the girl asks me.

       "Yeah, give me the cracker pack," I say. She puts the package of crackers into my extended hand, and I walk over to Kellin's room. He turns his head slowly towards the sound of movement.

       "Hey, babe. Where'd you go?" he asks.

       "I had to eat and take care of some things. The medics need you to eat again. I brought another pack of crackers. Will you pretty please eat them for me, baby?" I ask.

       "Yeah, I'll eat anything from you, but I don't trust them," he says.

       "Okay. You want to do it the way we did it before?" I ask.

       "Yeah, that's the easiest way for me to eat," he says sitting up a bit. I feed him cracker after cracker until the pack is completely gone, and then I see even more life in his eyes. The life that wasn't there the first time I saw him after he was injured. I look at his arm and see it's healing quite nicely.

       "I can't wait until you're completely healed. I miss being with you," I say brushing a bit of hair out of his face.

       "I miss being with you, too. Being away from you makes me feel incomplete," he says, and my heart flutters.

       "Aww," I say putting a hand over my heart. He smiles, and I move in and kiss him. When I pull back he has a bright smile on his face.

       "Babe, what happened out there when you were gone? I heard a lot of noise," he asks.

       "Addison got raped by Brandon, I kicked Brandon's butt, and dragged him to Jim's office. I then tied him up and kicked him twice where he shouldn't be kicked," I say with an evil smile.

       "Why are you smiling about that? It's kinda creepy," he asks.

       "Because he pissed me off. Plus he tried to rape me before, and he got away with Addison, so he deserved it," I say.

       "Fair enough. Wait, wait, he tried to rape you?" he asks practically growling.

       "Yeah, but Max kicked his butt and saved me. I got lucky that day," I say.

       "Lucky boy he is that I wasn't there. He wouldn't be on this earth if he did that to you with me around," he says, and a burning anger has shown up in his eyes.

       "Calm down, baby. I'm fine. He won't get his dirty hands on me," I say. I hear a quiet argument in the main room and look towards it.